Hazel threw up for the first time yesterday. Around 3AM. So we changed her pajamas. Put her bedsheet and covers to soak in the bathub. And let her climb into be with us.
Five minutes later she barfed again.
And then she cried when we wouldn’t let her sleep with us at bedtime this evening!
Kids.
Our friend Sheridan gave us the book Z is for Zamboni as a Christmas present. Hazel is now a big fan of the Zamboni, Bobby Hull and Orr, the referee and especially the penalty box when we reach the letter T and point out that breaking the rules results in someone sitting in the timeout box . . .
